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Chapter 275. Mercenaries (2)

The big black stick buzzed twice as if it could understand speech.

Jiang Jianxin curiously picked up the black stick, finding its smooth, jet-black body rather unusual.
"That's strange. Why would you be interested in contaminated areas?"

The black stick just hummed and didn't do anything else.

Its connection with Jiang Jianxin was not a natal contract like that of the Tangguang Sword. Jiang Jianxin could not sense its emotions, only knowing that this scythe fragment really wanted to go to the contaminated area.

Jiang Jianxin reviewed the current situation of the three contaminated areas again and asked his intuition:
If I went to Tingyutan, could I quickly bring this out-of-control polluted area under control?

After waiting for about two or three minutes, my intuition gave me the answer:

Be confident, this is a minor issue for you—but I suggest you go there under a different identity.

It didn't explain why she needed to change her identity, and Jiang Jianxin didn't ask further. In fact, she was quite intrigued by the suggestion to change her identity.

In the past, female protagonists in light novels would create multiple identities for themselves and then reveal them one by one, surprising the world.

Jiang Jianxin felt that she was pretty good enough. Although her life might not be as exciting as that of a female protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel, she felt that the reason it wasn't exciting was because she had never been a "wolf in sheep's clothing" type of person.

Hearing that her intuition told her to change her identity, Jiang Jianxin became excited almost instantly.

What identity should I adopt?

[An 80-year-old grandmother who walks with incredible agility?]

[Or is it a girl disguised as a boy, a haughty young master?]

Intuition drew out a string of exclamation marks:

【……Well……】

"You still want to fight? If you pretend to be one of those two, won't you break up their gang if you get carried away?"

Let's be realistic... I mean, just cover your face and change your name.

The mercenaries recruited by the Rose Group this time are purely for filling gaps with human flesh. They will not check identity information, and even if you go through with your face covered, no one will ask any questions.

Although Jiang Jianxin was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't undergo a major transformation, he still followed his intuition and put on a black hooded robe that could cover his face, and also changed his pants and shoes to black.

After tidying up her clothes, she found a mirror and stood in front of it.

A large black hood covered her face, casting the girl's features in shadow, with only her hair visible.

For some reason, when Jiang Jianxin looked at his reflection in the mirror, he felt as if he could see his entire surroundings.

Remembering the hooded girl he had seen in the contaminated area, Jiang Jianxin became interested and lowered his voice like Lao Si, wanting to imitate her tone.

The person's voice was cold and serious, sounding authoritative, as if they had just climbed up from the underworld—this was ultimately because a normal person's tone of voice rises and falls, with intonation, but her tone of voice was all downward, even when she was asking a question.

In addition, her voice is also quite deep and unique, which has created a distinctive style.

Jiang Jianxin coughed and began to lower his tone.

She thought it would be very difficult for her, and that she might not be able to imitate it at all. But to her surprise, she imitated it very smoothly by simply lowering the register by a few notes.

"You... are good... Jiang... Jian... Xin..."

Jiang Jianxin touched his throat, somewhat surprised:
"I never expected... I'm actually a naturally gifted player?"

【…】

Intuition then drew six more black dots in my mind.

[You're trying to imitate that person's speech... but can you really do it perfectly?]

Jiang Jianxin was delighted; she felt it was both an intuition and an acknowledgment of her extraordinary talent. The hooded girl opened her phone and began filling out the recruitment information.

Although anyone can go, Rose Transportation still asked for names, factions, and talent levels when filling out the information.

Jiang Jianxin wrote something random in the name field, but still filled in "War Faction Swordsman Sequence" for the faction field. However, she changed her talent to "F-Rank Talent [Invincible Stick]".

After filling in the form, click Submit.

The newly popped-up page then displays the meeting point.

"Ayu! Get ready, we're going to war!"

Jiang Jianxin brandished the black stick, straightened his clothes, and said confidently.

The route to the meeting point would pass through a notorious den of iniquity, so she planned to have Ah Yu pilot a helicopter to take her there, and then she would ride her staff to the destination.

The initial plan went smoothly; the helipad was on the roof of my own house, and the artificial intelligence taking over the helicopter control system would enable unmanned operation.

However, some problems arose when it came to the stage of controlling the rod.

"Stop trembling all the time."

In the desolate wilderness, Jiang Jianxin, who had just stepped off the drone, frowned as he carried a large black stick.

The surface of this sickle is too smooth, making it far less stable to step on than the Tangguang sword.

Jiang Jianxin tried several times but couldn't stand up. The black stick under his feet trembled incessantly, as if it had never been controlled before, appearing clumsy and helpless.

After several unsuccessful attempts, she stared at the large black stick in front of her and decided to try a different approach.

Jiang Jianxin took out a bundle of straw from his storage watch, quickly tied it to the end of the black stick, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed the sickle part into a simple broom.

Then, she gently pulled down her hood, gracefully straddled the seat, her posture as composed as a medieval witch wielding a broom.

[As expected of you, you've turned the Grim Reaper's scythe into a magical broom.]

Intuition slowly surfaced in my mind, revealing the words.

Forget about the process, just tell me whether it started running or not.

Jiang Jianxin gently patted the straw at the end of the broom.

With a whoosh, the black staff carried her into the sky like an arrow, its speed almost as fast as the Tangguang Sword.

"call……"

"call……"

A strong wind howled in her face, making her long robe flutter loudly.

The straw tied to the end of the stick danced wildly in the wind, like a cluster of leaping golden flames.

Jiang Jianxin had no choice but to lower his body and grip the staff tightly with both hands. Strands of hair broke free from the hood and flew wildly behind his head.

The mountains and rivers below rushed past, and the clouds swept past us like waves.

Occasionally, a strong gust of wind would come, causing the broom to shake violently and the straw to rustle.

Jiang Jianxin remained completely calm, instead curling his lips into a smile as he savored the exhilaration of racing against the wind.

After three hours of rapid travel, the outline of their destination finally appeared in the distance.

She gently tugged at the straw to adjust her direction, and the black stick drew a graceful arc as it swooped down toward its target.